Some Things

That charming little street café

Doesn't haunt me anymore

I can sit down in a corner booth

Without starring at the door

Running into our old friends

It doesn't happen much but it's nice when I do

They know they don't have to leave

Your name out for me

Like they used to

The smell inside my sixty-eight

Thank God it finally passed

I don't see you sitting next to me

Drawing hearts there on the glass

I've got so much going on

I hardly find the time to do what I need to do

I finally put those memories all to bed

And that having been said

There's still a few

There's a few mornings when I know

That the bitter winter cold

Has got you wishing your old bones weren't so used

An old song can take me back

Honey I can't help but laugh at how we danced

To Born To Run in the living room

I spent a lot of time

Erasing your life from mine

In the end it was the best thing I could do

But it don't mean

That some things don't remind me of you

I've been drinking coffee black again

Without that feeling in my throat

I don't see you on the movie screens

Or hear you in my radio

I know it took a little longer than

Either of us planned but that's just how it goes

I had to finish up with hating you and now that I'm through

What do you know

There's a few mornings when I know

That the bitter winter cold

Has got you wishing your old bones weren't so used

An old song can take me back

Honey I can't help but laugh at how we danced

To Born To Run in the living room

I spent a lot of time

Erasing your life from mine

After all you were the only thing I knew

So it don't mean

That some things don't remind me of you

No it don't mean

That some things don't remind me of you